The scene from last night has been lingering in Feng Xijue's mind.
He asked with a cold face.
"You really want me to see you without clothes?"
Shen Zhenzhen swallowed hard, she felt that her face should be able to cook an egg.
This man is so annoying! Why does he have to say some things when he just knows them?
She doesn't care about her reputation!
Pursing her delicate and tempting lips, Shen Zhenzhen said with a strong sense of justice, "I'm not, I don't have any, don't talk nonsense, I just want you to see if there are any bruises on my body."
Feng Xijue had a blank expression on his face. "I don't want to see you without clothes."
Shen Zhenzhen said, "But I really want to see you without clothes. Can you let me see?"
"I think you are tired of living." Feng Xijue did not give Shen Zhenzhen a chance to refuse, and asked Sister Chen to come in to help her check if there were any other injuries on her body.
Shen Zhenzhen felt like she was about to break down, which made her even more determined to proceed according to the plan, otherwise she would not be able to knock Feng Xijue down and give birth to a baby!
Sister Chen examined her carefully and saw a small bruise on Shen Zhenzhen's back.
"Ma'am, there are bruises on your back. Let me apply medicine for you."
Shen Zhenzhen smiled shyly, "Sister Chen, I want Feng Xijue to help me apply the medicine."
Mr. Feng San, who was standing by the French window but had no intention of looking at the scenery, said: "..."
Sister Chen was naturally very happy to agree to the marriage. She hoped that her young master and young mistress would be in love and have a baby soon.
Sister Chen was very considerate. She closed the door tightly when she went out.
Shen Zhenzhen sat on the bed, waiting for Feng Xijue to apply medicine to her.
She didn't even know there were bruises on her back, let alone when she got them.
When he came to Shen Zhenzhen, Feng Xijue knew that she did it on purpose, but he couldn't hit or scold her, so what could he do!
Sitting down behind Shen Zhenzhen, Feng Xijue picked up the ointment and said coldly, "Lift up your clothes."
"Okay, husband~"
Putting her hands behind her back, Shen Zhenzhen quickly lifted up her clothes.
The bruise looked so glaring on her fair and smooth back.
"Oh~ It hurts~ Husband~ Don't be so rough..."
Feng Xijue replied indifferently, "I'm just so rude. You can ask Sister Chen to apply the medicine for you."
Chen Zhenzhen snorted softly, "Hubby, you're so bad! I like you like this!"
Feng Xijue: "..."
After applying the medicine, Shen Zhenzhen didn't rush to put down the clothes. She was waiting for the medicine to dry.
Feng Xijue's dark gaze seemed to have nowhere to go.
He got up and went to the study. When he returned to the bedroom after working overtime, Shen Zhenzhen had already fallen asleep leaning against the bedside table.
The sterilized silver needles were still on the bedside table, which showed that Shen Zhenzhen had fallen asleep while waiting for him to come back for acupuncture.
Feng Xijue didn't know whether to say she was stupid or careless. After experiencing such dangerous things for two consecutive nights, she could still sleep so soundly!
But just as Feng Xijue's hand fell on Shen Zhenzhen's shoulder, she woke up.
Her wet almond eyes were full of confusion, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "Husband, why did you finish work so late? I almost fell asleep waiting for you."
Feng Xijue let her lie down on the bed before replying, "No need to wait for me."
Shen Zhenzhen immediately sat up, "How can that be? I haven't given you acupuncture yet!"
"It's okay not to have acupuncture for one night." Feng Xijue walked into the bathroom.
In Shen Zhenzhen's eyes, he looked like he didn't care at all.
She was already a little grumpy when she woke up, and now she was even angrier.
When Feng Xijue finished washing up and returned to the room, Shen Zhenzhen's eyes were already red and there were still tears on her face.
Master Feng San suddenly felt like the sky had fallen: "..."
Without him asking, Shen Zhenzhen started to complain tearfully.
"You hate me, you look down on me, you have no heart, you don't respect the fruits of my labor, you only want to divorce me... wuwuwu..."
Feng Xijue's brows were almost furrowed together. He sat down next to Shen Zhenzhen and said coldly, "I don't have any."
After sniffing, Shen Zhenzhen choked and said, "Then do you want to divorce me?"
Feng Xijue: "..."
If he said he wanted to, Shen Zhenzhen would burst into tears.
But he didn't want to lie, so he just kept silent!
Shen Zhenzhen already knew the answer, but she didn't cry loudly because she still had to give Feng Xijue acupuncture.
You can cry and make a fuss, but you still have to do your work.
After lying down on the bed, Feng Xijue immediately closed his eyes. He was afraid that he would see something he shouldn't see again.
There was no personal vendetta. After wiping away her tears, Shen Zhenzhen continued to insert the needle quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.
But Feng Xijue still couldn't fall asleep, he heard some noises.
When he opened his eyes, Feng Xijue saw Shen Zhenzhen eating spicy strips.
"Throw it away and don't eat this junk food anymore."
He was a bit fierce and spoke in a tone that brooked no refusal.
But Shen Zhenzhen not only didn't throw away the spicy strips in her hand, she also made a face at him.
This is the spicy strips produced by Tang Jing’s family. It is delicious and hygienic, and it is not junk food!
After Shen Zhenzhen finished one bag, she took out another one and ate it with gusto.
The look in Feng Xijue's eyes when he looked at her was so cold that it seemed as if he wanted to devour her.
Shen Zhenzhen shuddered, but she didn't put down the spicy strips. Who made Feng Xijue always think about divorcing her?
After eating the second bag of spicy strips, she felt a little happier.
After washing her hands thoroughly in the bathroom, she put away the needle that had been stuck on Feng Xijue's body.
Without any hesitation, Feng Xijue threw the two unopened bags of spicy strips on the coffee table into the trash can.
Shen Zhenzhen was so furious that Feng Xijue not only didn't buy her spicy strips, but he even dared to throw them away from her.
How ridiculous! After she put away the silver needle, she rushed to Feng Xijue at an extremely fast speed.
She yelled, "Pick it up for me."
Seeing Shen Zhenzhen running so fast, Feng Xijue felt that his heart was going to have problems.
Every time he saw Shen Zhenzhen running, he was terrified.
"You're running again?" Feng Xijue really wanted to beat Chen Zhenzhen with a feather duster.
Chen Zhenzhen said fiercely, "Who told you to throw away my spicy strips? Hurry up and pick them up for me, or I will never let you go!"
Then, she saw that Feng Xijue not only did not help her pick up the spicy strips, but also asked the servants to come in and take away the garbage.
This is too much. She must buy a hundred bags of spicy strips tomorrow.
After taking several deep breaths, Shen Zhenzhen finally calmed down a little.
She saw Feng Xijue replying to emails as if nothing had happened, and she almost couldn't breathe.
No, she couldn't just die of anger like this.
Sitting down on Feng Xijue, Shen Zhenzhen was about to strangle him, but she heard him say.
"This smells terrible, stay away from me."
Her temper flared up immediately, and she kissed the man's cold, thin lips.
Humph! I’ll let you taste the flavor of spicy noodles!
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